A retreat at Cedar Lakes near Ripley, West Virginia found me sleepless with a cough. My sleeping bag released its hold on me very early in the morning. After a shower, I quietly dressed so as not to wake a cabin full of middle school girls, grabbed my camera and stepped outside.
The day was beginning warmly and while it was still over an hour until breakfast, I soon realized that I was not alone. A week sun reflected gray against a dark lake, temporary home to about a hundred Canada Geese
Rain threatened but the geese didn't care. "Ha-Ronk"s cut into an otherwise still morning as geese squabbled over mates and territories. The three below seemed to have come to an understanding as they peacefully picked at bugs in the soft dirt.
I climbed a dam behind the Dining Hall to find another trio of geese on the small woodland lake that was actually more like a pond. (I wonder at the definition - at what point does a pond becomes a lake?) The geese weren't keen on my presence and quickly swam to the other end of the lake.
As it would soon be time for retreaters to dressed and lazily leaving their cabins, I turned to walk down to my cabin, passing a few more geese on the way.
Just before rejoining my cabin mates, I spied this young hunter sneaking up on a group of robins. As soon as I took this picture a mockingbird flew at the cat causing it to flip in the air and quickly dash for the safety of a nearby shrub.